Day 29. The Curtain


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A curtain is a piece of cloth, it is a medium to obstruct the view of either side. A curtain is a boundary which separates the open world and the whereabouts of a room. It restrict the Sun light, absorb the dust and stop the eyes of a viewer.
A curtain lets us avoid the direct contact with the crowd and gives us freedom to be what we are at its back. A curtain allows us to perform all of our master acts on its back which we do not want any one to see.
A curtain is a wall of mystery, no one actually knows what is happening on the backside of the stage. A curtain devoid us of reality. Sometimes a curtain sewed with a gold thread contains empty hearts and fake smiles at its back. Sometimes a curtain made with a degraded old cloth and holes at many places keeps the satisfied lives and joyous heart at its other side
A curtain keeps many secret within. On the blow of wind it gives the glimpse of the kingdom it keeps. We hide ourselves with the curtain until we feel vulnerable and slide the curtain aside when we are ready to face the world and take fresh air out of it.
Are you living in curtains and keeping it dark and cool and liking the atmosphere ? Or you like to take out the curtains and let the rays of light kiss your skin and feel incomplete until every corner of your house and life is filled with light ?

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Vivek Upadhayay

I am never satisfied with what I have, and never Doubt on what I can conquer. I do not just look only in straight direction, because the world of wisdom is walking beside me and I also discover the sully soul on my other side, I am a camouflage of both. I turn around and try to walk backward to see what I keep within, deep, behind my back and accept the strokes wind puts on my face and make myself ready to get shocked any moment in life, because Things will change their shape and dimension in coming years, Good will become bad and bad will become the best. because it is what I have seen yet. Even me will not remain me, but my instinct will never change neither my love for certain things. So I surge up into the territory of stars, out of this world and try to find who I am today ?

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